There lay a somewhat freakish mess known as Derek. Face mangled by the Change, he was moaning her name in pain as his bones shifted.

Rift halted as she came upon the partially changed boy, staring somewhat wide eyed in horror. She was unsure what to think, it had to be him. He was calling her name, probably one of the few times she would respond to her real name. She dropped to her knees, crawling a couple inches forward warily. "D..Derek?" she stuttered, heart pounding loudly.

The Change started to receed. Bones cracked, howls and growls escaped. He moaned, as his face returned to normal, looking feverish, and frightened, drenched in sweat. He reached his hand, seemingly calm. "I guess I'll just tell you now, I just want to cuddle and whisper.", he said to her.

Rift's mouth was hanging partially open, looking at Derek with fear in her eyes. Shakily, she crawled forward, lifting his head to her lap. "What...what's happening to you?" she asked, fighting the urge to vomit from her stomach clenching. Her heart would be easily audible with Dek's inhuman hearing, thudding in Rift's chest cavity loudly.

"You probably don't know, but everyone here is a supernatural of some sort, I'm a werewolf, which explains my sense of smell and hearing.", he said. "You must be a supernatural, but you can't tell anyone, or else they'll suspect you plan on fighting back. I was sedated so much because I feared the pain, but it didn't help any.", he stated. "Well, one day, I can home from school, and my parents learn I was expelled because of my behaviorial problems, and they decided to force me to listen.", he said. "They had two guns and a knife, and threatened me, so I paniced and threw them. They smashed through walls, and I ran away, then turned myself in.", he said as he took some of her hair and nibbled on it.

Rift felt a little light headed, as though she was going to pass out from everything. "I..." she started, not really knowing what to say. Sure, she believed in a lot of stuff. Ghosts, demons, she believed in quite a lot of paranormal stuff. Yet, for some reason 'werewolf' was a bit hard to come to grips with.

Her hands shakily brushed his hair back. "But...wouldn't I...wouldn't I know...if I was..." she stuttered, wondering how she could be supernatural too. There was no way, she would have known...wouldn't she?

"I'm not sure why, maybe because your parents were in on something they never told you about.", he said, embracing her body with his warm, well heated body. She felt cooler than the other side of a pillow. "I'd tell you more, but, I already said what you wanted to hear, but now there's a problem.", he said, still nibbling her hair. "Your stuck out here, with me, and that doesn't look good.", he said, moving his lips up her neck. He nibbled slightly as he growled, holding back for when they were both ready. He continued up to her chin, and licked her chin as a joke.

"Are you gonna stay out?", he said with the 'pout' going.

My parents? she wondered, thinking back. They didn't ever really seem to care about her...perhaps... She glanced up at Derek as he began to talk about them again. Outside, yes it did look bad, probably worse than it had earlier. "Stuck? Oh, no, I left my window open..." she started, her voice softening as Derek continued. "I'll stay if you want me to," she said, her body tingling as she felt an...indescribable feeling well inside her.

If Derek had a tail he'd wag it. "Look, we don't have any blankets.", he said, moving closer so he could really share his body heat. He didn't need it, because the fever alone kept him warm. "So, how about the rain check?', he asked her with grin.

Rift blushed once more, leaning into Derek as he got closer to her. His body was so warm in contrast to her. "Well..." she said, not really knowing what to say. Sure, it was cute with him letting her have such a decision. Yet, she was always indecisive and often never really made her mind up. Heck, she had rolls and rolls of unused stickers just because she never could decide on what to stick them to. "Can I give it to you?"

Derek stopped thinking and blinked. "Um, what do you mean?", he asked her, as he nibbled at her neck.

Rift smiled, tilting her head away from him, exposing her neck further to his teeth. "Well...see, I'm really bad at making decisions..." she said. He made her feel warm, and his nibbling only added to it. Her biting fetish went two ways, after all.

"So it's my descision then?", he asked as his face met hers, Derek now underneath her. He nibbled on her lip, before going straight for the kiss. He then pulled away. "Will you be mine?", he asked, hands around her waist.

Rift nodded, indicating the rain check was his. Her breath escaped her as he asked again. He was so close, and knowing what she knew about him. Well, it obviously wasn't safe, and probably not smart...but that's not really what she based decisions on. She only knew what she wanted right now, and right now it was him. "Yours?" she whispered looking into his eyes. She then pushed forward to him, pressing her lips to his as she wrapped her arms around him again.

"You know, the whole girlfriend-boyfriend thing.", he said. He blushed. He felt her lips come again, and he couldn't help but smile mentally. "Nothing could ruin this.", he said as he pulled away.

Rift nodded, a small smile on her face. Of course, she hoped Derek was right. After all, their moment had been ruined earlier that day by Figgs. She closed her eyes, nuzzling her face into Derek's chest.

He let her move into his chest. Enjoying every second, that his musclar toned body got to cool off, he even forgot about the fever. "Don't worry Rift, as long as I'm around, no one will hurt you.", he said, keeping her head there, but spaced enough so she could breath. He used his left hand to feel her hair, slowly running his hand through it. He used his right hand to caress her back, and he seemed to change his growl to a purr of excitement.

He didn't plan on dozing off, but his senses seemed to be shut down, or just weak, because he only gave his attention, without division, to Rift. His Rift. He did often stare at the full moon, glad that he controlled his first Change. He managed to snag the girl he wanted. He kissed her forehead softly. "You can sleep here if you can, I'll keep you warm.", he said quietly, a hint of yawn at the end.

He growled quietly as he held her close. He wanted to say it, and he would. "Hayd--I mean Rift, I love you, and right now, this is what I want, us, together." He moved as close as he could, and growled in a pleasuring short of way as he pulled her face up to his. Instead of a kiss, he leaned his head into her neck and nibbled.

His hand, slid. He didn't watch it or stop himself, as he let primitive urges take control. His hand went under her waistband, but he stopped, pulling his hand back out. "Sorry.", he uttered out as he blushed. He seemed to want to back off, feeling he may have went to far. Derek managed to easily slip out of his shirt, exposing his bare chest to the cool, crisp air. He then lowered Rift down, letting her return to her old position if she stayed.

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Rift's body tingled from the attention he gave her. She was both chilled from the air, and warmed from his body, creating an interesting sensation as he spoke softly. She felt a jolt run through her, sending every hair on end as he abruptly mentioned love. It was so soon, she certainly hadn't expected it. Out of all things, that was one of the few words Rift valued, and reserved.

Her lip quivered as she tried to speak, no words coming out as he lowered his head. She tilted her head to the side, letting out a slight moan as he nibbled at her neck. She reached behind his head, letting her fingers loosely grip his hair as she gently egged him on, pushing his face into her neck.

She shuddered as she felt his hand slip down across her body. The small waistband of the skirt obviously not enough to keep his hands away as he easily slipped bast it. Her stomach fluttered, her breathing heavier. She blushed immensely, and could feel her own temperature rising as he pulled his hand back. "It's...it's alright," she stuttered out eventually, seeming almost out of breath.

With his chest exposed, and back on the ground, Rift crawled to Derek. She curled up on his lap, resting her ear against his chest and gently running her slender fingers along his torso. Beautiful specimen, he was, yet she knew she ought to behave herself. Wouldn't want to get a reputation so quickly, after all.

Derek looked up. It would certainly be a while before morning came, so they had enough time.

She seemed to enjoy everything he did. From nibblings on her neck, which he was pulled closer, to his hand finding her waist. As she crawled on him, and curled up on his lap, Derek was turned on. Feel of her fingers running along his torso, from his chest to his abdomen. He once again put an arm over her, forcing her closer to his body. His other hand, went behind his head, like he was relaxing as he had a genuine smile.

He didn't mind her being on his lap. In fact, he would be fine unless she felt a poke. He couldn't cross his legs, without kneeing her in the back, or knocking her off, so he just ignored it. And the only reason he could ignore it, was Rift. Since he was taller that her by a long shot, he couldn't put his face into her neck at this position, so he settled for rubbing her side with his hand.

All the drugs had worn off, Derek finally back to normal. He growled in pleasure. His hand that rubbed her side, moved down her back, fingers laying under the waistband. They didnt' move any farther, or retreat. His fingers stayed. He grabbed her hand with his other hand, setting her hand on his chest. The cold air, and the playful teases they exchanged, had made his nipples hard. He then made sure her hand stayed, as his other hand adjusted her body underneath his.

Unfortunately, that moved his hand from her waistband. Both his arms suspended him above her, a sweet smile on Derek's face. He leaned foward, kissing her for what he expected to be the final time. After pulling back, he growled playfully, and managed to return back to where they were previously; Rift curled up on his lap, her hand on his chest, his hand under her waistband.

In many ways Derek was glad he found Rift, or more so she took interest in him. He had found his drug, that never ran out. At least he hoped so. But with the phone he had, he felt it vibrate, ignoring it. "Just ignore the phone, you'll get one too, from Madame Brandy if you approved and trusted enough to handle one.", he said, licking his parched lips.

But then the phone vibrated again, this time he checked. He read it out loud. "Derek, one of your brother's is coming to Lyle Mansion.", he said, wide-eyed. His heartrate increased, panic in his voice. "No, it can't be, they've all been killed when we were younger!", he exclaimed, snapping the phone in anger. Standing up, he didn't care whether Rift got hurt or not. He merely scowled at her. "Go inside....now!", he said, the anger gleaming on his growling words as he stormed out into the woods.

A snap could be heard as Dannika closed the window.

Tina and Kylie stepped outside. "Hey, Derek just left her?", Tina said with a hint of worry.

Felrez stepped outside. "Seems like trouble..."

Tina held both Felraz and Kylie. "Maybe we should hide near the house until Rift appro--", Tina said before Kylie cut in. "And scare her?", Kylie finished as they both nodded, hiding in the darkened bushes.

Felrez stepped into the bushes, and prayed he didn't light a match by mistake.

Tina ran back inside. Dannika and Tina took off as Jace came downstairs. He managed to slip out of Derek, and luna's sights to come downstairs. As he came outside, he grabbed Kylie and punched him in the chest. "Dammit don't fuck with my brother!", Jace cried out as Kylie flung himself away, and into the house, covering his nose.

Jace looked to Felraz. "Don't you mess with her either!", Jace yelled.

Rift had been enjoying the moment. Sitting in Derek's lap, the closeness between the two. Even the tension was pleasurable in its own ways. She'd even lost herself in it, his hand gently gliding across her side. She didn't even really mind him beneath her, since it was rather prominent and not exactly well hidden. No, she just didn't care at the moment.

That was when the phone began to go off, though. He eyes traveled down to his pocket, tingling her thigh as it vibrated. She glanced up to his eyes as he told her to ignore it, smiling slightly yet feeling something was going to go wrong. Sure enough, the phone went off a second time. Brother? she thought, only momentarily before she tumbled to the ground.

She glanced back up at Derek, growling angrily at her. The action itself hurt more than any physical wounds to her. She didn't take such things well, after all. What had she done? She just couldn't grasp it, and merely puled her knees up to her chest as he ran off. She buried her face into her knees, trying her hardest not to hyperventilate.

She heard the faint click of her window sealing shut. Her head shot up, a few tears visible as she turned her head side to side. Somebody had gotten into her room, now she was stuck outside unless she tried going in through the supposed-to-be-locked doors. Shakily, she placed her hands on the ground and slowly pushed herself to a standing position. Her knees shook a bit, and a chill ran through her body as she felt herself falling into one of her depressions.

She glanced coldly and sadly back to the door, slowly moving her feet forward and to it. She quickly froze, hearing shuffling in the bushes. Her eyes stared at the bushes, trying to make out the shapes through the dark and tears. She knew someone was there, she could feel it...then someone burst through the doors!

She saw the strange boy grab the blonde-Kylie and punch him before turning his attention back to the bushes. He was loud, obviously not afraid of anyone hearing as he was yelling. Rift simply stood there shakily, arms crossed over her chest and holding onto her own arms.

The boy ran over to her. "Hey, are you okay?", he asked her, his voice as sweet as the peppermint toothpaste on his breath. He looked to be about 14, the innocence gone from his eyes and replaced by a genuine smile and showed he cared. "You look like you could use some company, good company too.", he said, putting his hand on her arm. "I'm Jason Gredd, but you can call me Jay, Jace, whatever you want.", he said, trying to comfort her.